Her long flowing night gown
Midnight black in color...

When the Sun's job is through,
The nighttime belongs to the Moon...

Maybe that is why
Y'all Indians are mad...

A rock is a turtle shell without a soul....
By: Scott Cole...

I swim like a rock
Right to the bottom...

I am a blood vessel
With a big job to do...

Tic toc; tickety toc
Goes the hands of time...

I could never forget you
Erase you from my mind...

No not the butterflies
that dance from within...

I'm still the winner
Even though I'm # 2...

Those tiny little numbers
Written all over your face...

I am part of you
Magically i appear...